As the doors of the Blazing Sun Magic Tower shut tightly, the dark, hazy hall once again returned to an eerie silence. The Crimson Scepter still sat calmly in the seat at the center of the hall like a rigid old nobleman, his eyes half-closed as he pondered something unknown. Meanwhile, Mad Knight Kane stood quietly in a corner, maintaining a polite smile and saying nothing.
For a time, only the crimson magic lamps swayed their flames slowly amid the dim shadows. The silent night seemed as though it would endure forever within this most mysterious magic tower...
"That rapidly growing caster... it seems the rumors surrounding that Punk Saian were not unfounded. Although Walkerway has become a crazed piece of trash, he still had some real ability. Looking across the entire Multiverse, there should not be many Morningstar Professionals capable of defeating him."
As he suddenly spoke of Whisper of Destruction, who had defeated Walkerway, in what sounded like self-talk, the emotionally detached old red-robed mage turned toward Instant Kill Spear, who had remained silent from beginning to end.
Clearly, his seemingly casual remark was actually a question directed at Kane.
Faced with a question from a Blazing Sun Professional, it was naturally unwise to keep playing dumb and pretend not to understand its meaning. Thus, after frowning slightly, the mad knight could only answer calmly in a rare serious tone:
"I believe you are correct. My old friend Punk Saian does indeed possess many trump cards and formidable strength. Even I may not be able to defeat him in battle. Although Walkerway's defeat was partly caused by his own arrogance, it was still understandable... After all, from what I have observed, even when Whisper of Destruction was still a Master Level professional, he already possessed a record that